Love in Time of Space Travel

Riding on a flying saucer Meeting on the doorstep Of your house for the first Of a thousand fab rides   Flying you through to outer space – A secret aerodrome That’ll become our perfect place That’ll change our lives   For the worst and the best.


  Tonight under the clearest skies I look out through Thinking of you Baptizing stars with strangers’ names Wondering which is yours I blink and in an instant One of them is gone


Souls wielding Time and opportunities Arising from moments Instant flashes Turning wheels


Unmasked force. Open Behind closed doors, you layer Up when you reach out.

Speed of Life and Leaps of Faith

I do not believe It is all just luck and chance There is more to it We can all create Our own luck, shaping moments, Opportunities We make it happen We go out there  – minds open – Share, build connections.

Caught Up in Mid-air

Softly monitored, Yet wild, unchecked – rough, soothing Delicate, a touch   A presence takes hold Ravishes my attention Amidst eying crowd   We don’t need to hear Nor say it, we know Night is Ours for the taking


Stranger’s touch winks; And grasps lost hand, eerie crush Gentle encounter. Gazes meet, smiles bond, Mirror, and cheeks blush, answer Aerial banter A move lands on deck A kiss – hairs on skin rise up Teeth close on my neck

Breaking Point

She sighed at the sight of him. He tried to grab her hand. She dodged his attempt and pulled away. He had betrayed her. She never asked him to be perfect. Not even kind. All she wanted from him was honesty. Knowing he would never lie to her face.


Body sitting still Watching landscapes swing, vibrant Bold, building up moods.


He was walking down the street.   Preoccupied with the day he had just lived, His stream of thoughts was punctuated by numerous questions.   One could read on his face the scars, Red seals patching up his trampled heart.

The Last Straw

  If only you had not uttered that one sentence, She would not be crying, hurting where it matters the most   Heart struck you bite your lip hoping Your gripping teeth could tear That senseless mouth of yours, And retreat silently to your room.